Activities of Seif-Eldeine O

Brother of bombs and running water
in the seized apartment complexes,
you reflect the scarred faces which
emerge from the water like a Baptism. Outside
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Loneliness walks with me.
No one speaks of her face.
We step over barbed wire tattoos, alone, together.
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We Both Thought We Were Christ

She was a trembling cathedral in blue gloves. A charlatan prophet. A tinfoil hat that talked like scorched stone, a screeching blade that cut stocks of corns for Hebrews. We were the ordinary din, her disciples or her anti-Christs. Her angels or her devils. We were the ones that sowed or the ones that reaped. I entered the cave of her dwelling. There in that dwelling, I would wait to bless the pilgrims. I was oblivion of sin. A refugee king. An executioner of pain and a plague of love. The one that never strays but vanishes, the one that returns, the executioner, the plague, a refugee king. Was it I who was love and her hate? Or were we both? Or we were neither? Trembling cathedrals vanishing in the night, charlatan prophets, the babies of tinfoil hats and screeching blades.
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The Co-Dependent Relationship

moonlight of my word shadows
slivers of a golden chest (inside)
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I cut the waywrong cocaine
powder came
out. The worldclose
to wash sins in giving Christblood
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Lobster Season in Massachusetts

My dad puffs on his cigar. In the moonlight, red embers
dance like lady bugs. Concrete and brick flakes escape
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What Prayer Rugs Collect

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Syria/ Turkey border

The passports
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The children have never read the words
'dulce et decorum est' or seen the dove
or swam so far out that the jellyfish
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